Claire’s POV
We wanted to head back to the pack at once, but given the late hour, we thought it best to stay here at this beachside resort until the next day.
I was anxious, barely able to stand still, but Gideon was there for me.
“Let’s spend some time with the kids,” he said. “It’s almost their bedtime anyway. We could tuck them in for the night.”
“I’d like that.” Being around the kids would at least help me distract myself. And they had a way of helping me be the best version of myself. I wanted to be the kind of mother that they could depend on. Being near them, even though we weren’t telling them what was going on, helped me sort through my emotions and the facts, until I felt even more determined about what to do.
We read stories to Leo and Nova and until they grew tired. Then,
